The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

…… Yes, Eric. Are you here too?

As soon as I opened the door, Captain Alan by the bed raised his hand to me.

It was a day break and a visit to one of the rooms in the ambulance building was as big a place as it was yesterday. There were also a number of non-escort knights and recruits stuffed outside the room, but there was even more density in the room. Good day, and shortly after I returned my words to Captain Alan, the other knights greeted me, and I closed the door as I responded to each one.... all the knights who had stopped worried about Arthur.

"... Again, won't Arthur wake up yet...

"I'm breathing.... at all.

With his arms together, each of the other knights leaned down to Captain Alan, who peeks into Arthur's face sleeping in the bed.

Two nights ago, Arthur, seriously wounded and transported in, does not wake up for more than a day to come. There were still more wounds today that were treated by six knights with special abilities, but could not even remove the bandages. Simple swelling and pain were largely reduced, making your face appear to have healed the most. The blood that was attached to one silver hair that was not bracketed and spread over the sheets had now also been wiped clean by the doctor. The crushed throat also recovered to some extent, and the breathing sounds seemed to be deeper than yesterday. But his stomach, shoulders and broken left arm remained so terrible that it could not be deluded to the extent that the swelling pulled off. Up to his right arm,...... he hesitated to even look directly over the bandage. I woke up. Just thinking about how desperate Arthur would be, makes my chest bitter.

"? Captain Alan,... this.

Second, my eyes move onto the shelf beside the bed.

Look, there was a little wrap there that I didn't keep until yesterday. I thought it was a tribute from someone in the knight, and Captain Alan whispered to my ear after he whispered quietly, "Uh..."

"Arthur asked me to.... before this happens.

Captain Alan, who said so and let go of his face, laughed as if he felt some irony.

The truth is, he wanted to give it to Arthur who was awake.... Yes, you don't have to tell me. Does that wrap, which you described to me as brought from Arthur's room this morning, even contain something important? It was seen from the gap in the wrap that a rare and superior small storage was wrapped for Arthur.

Captain Alan must have taken this from Arthur's room first thing in the morning that he was still searching the castle grounds after Lord Pride disappeared yesterday.

... Dear Pride, I still don't know the news.

According to Captain Alan's story, neither the guards nor themselves were left out on the lookout. But they suddenly told me that Master Pride had disappeared from the maids and guards who jumped from the tower away. Have they already been found, or not yet? I haven't been back to the tower a single time, at least until this morning.

And now the life of the Knights retreat from the Queen to keep standing so unrelated that I don't think so.

There is no point in unraveling the strict precautionary regime if Radiya is after our country because we have captured the people of the Radical Empire. Nonetheless, all of a sudden. The Knights have officially protested to the royal family, but they haven't heard back yet.

Only the shapes returned to normal exercises, but the tension over the Radian Empire remains tense. If, hypothetically, no one would be convinced that the charge against the Radian Empire was a misunderstanding. And now... Arthur, who was captain of the knight, had it in his eyes.

Even if you don't know what Arthur was doing in the castle, there's no way Arthur's serious injuries can't be linked to the escape of the Radian Empire. Apart from Deputy Harrison, there are few knights who are burning less anger.

"How the hell... I can't believe Arthur made it this far...

I don't think he's in line for the most part. I still wonder how powerful it is to think that the most likely is the General of the Radian Empire.

Several knights turned to me in my words. They still question that, too.

My heart stopped when I heard Arthur was brought in.

Besides, when I heard it was a serious injury wandering through my life and death, I got a break early, and I headed right to the ambulance building, and... I doubted my eyes for too much misery. On wounds as if tortured,...... right arm. We still don't know how long we've been out of line in front of the door. They seemed to take the temperature from their fingertips on their hands and feet, and it was difficult to accept that it was real until they could call out to the column captain.

"I don't know yet.... Arthur needs to wake up, maybe all the time.

Captain Alan, who muttered quietly to contain his emotions, seemed to thrust his words away, but his expression was sinking terribly.

Though the Knights Commander and Deputy Commander acted resolutely in front of us since Arthur happened,... he didn't have an excellent complexion. Naturally, Arthur, the proud son of the Knights Commander, had this in his eyes.

"Captain Alan.... I'm not sure I can forgive the killer.

"It's okay, that's all the Knights.

Captain Alan, who took it without blaming me, puts his hand on my shoulder.

If I felt my gaze and raised my face, the knights returned a strong gaze as well.

Arthur said,... I'm sure I can't go back to being a knight anymore. Still, everyone is waiting for Arthur to wake up.

Everyone admires him for being serious, talented but diligent and hard-working, and even paying homage to recruits instead of knightly opponents who are not captains. Knights who joined the regiment after recruits and Arthurs respected Arthur, and knights who knew Arthur since he was a recruit were all happy with his growth. Even after he was punished, his appreciation of Arthur in the Knights remained unchanged at all. If I looked around the room like this, even the Knight of the Eighth Squad, who shouldn't have liked to hang out with me, seemed like a flicker.

…………

I opened my mouth to speak to Arthur about something, but he's not coming out.

I can't even put my hand on his shoulder right now, to him so weakened that he's going to hold his breath just to touch it.

As a knight, I have seen and am prepared to see my fellow men die. It is not uncommon to leave office due to age, illness,... injury. The knights are all prepared to die or to have someone here now. Even Arthur's life and death are ready for all the knights in this room, even if they don't put it in their mouths. Everyone can also expect Arthur to be desperate knowing about his right arm and... mourning that it would have been better if he had died like this as a knight. Just still.

"... wake up, Arthur.

Again, I want you to live.

The only words I finally found were words that would have been hung by hundreds and thousands of other knights already.

Arthur, who never heard back from whoever called him, still doesn't respond to anything. That's when I thought about moving to the wall like all the other knights.

From across the window, I could hear the hooves and wheels.

……

"... no problem, I would say.

Elbowed to the window like infidelity in the carriage, Jilbel laughed troubled at the style looking out.

Really, I'll give it back calmly, but obviously the rampage of the style between the thrones was strange. But in view of the possibility that a transparent person might be beside him, Steele doesn't try to talk hard, simply because he's a Jill Bale opponent.

Waking up two hours later in the office, Style understood as soon as he received an explanation from Jilbell, although it was confusing at first.

That I finally lost my subordinate contract.

Pride put Arthur in such an eye.

Whether that's true or not, to the pride I gladly said away. And to the pride that took her position from Rosa to be the queen's deputy.

Despair, and if I noticed it within my blindness, my body was moving to kill Pride.

Style sincerely thought it was good to be stopped by Jilbell and sealed with shackles for instant movement. Without either of those things, we would certainly have caused a hell of a lot of things by now. The moment I realized it, my impatience and fear for myself mixed in, and I was at my best to contain the emotions that gushed.

Gatan, and the carriage moves slowly.

Style, who was staring out the window, confirmed with his eyes that the carriage would finally enter the Knights Exercise Ground. The moment I was checked by the gate soldiers in front of the gate and the carriage finally entered the exercise area.

They exhaled at the same time.

"Apparently, the example transparent person hasn't followed.

"... right.

Keep your weight on your back so that you can weaken, and extend your arms like the load has come down. "So, can you still answer the earlier question," Style said, "No" to Jill Bale, who asks again. But Jill Bale was a little more relieved by the style of losing his shoulder strength than when the carriage dived.

"I wish you would have followed me. Then I restrained him on this spot and made him throw up.

While conscious of his emotions, Style shrugs at the end with a slight seep of killing.

Gilbert also agreed with the words, while waiting for the carriage door to open. The door is opened by the squire, and the knights who notice the carriage form a line from left to right. Further ahead was Roderick, the Knights Commander, and Clark, the Deputy Commander.

Even though he didn't specify until time just to visit, Gilbert grinned bitterly that many knights were aligned and waiting. I got off the carriage first, thinking that would mean that the Knights were waiting for an explanation, and then encouraged the styles. I tried to lend a hand before going down the steps, but I hesitate to remember what was going on with their arms hidden in the feathers. I also understood the style and got off the carriage with a little caution at my feet to keep it out of hand.

"I've been waiting for you, His Royal Highness Prince Steele. Chancellor Gilbert.

To the calm Roderick's voice, Clark also continued.

Style, Gilbert politely said no once to Roderick trying to lead him to the Knights Chief's office after he had also returned a greeting from Gilbert. More than that, I cut the words and looked around at the knights aligning.

"... just in case. Could I borrow Lord Dominic of the Ninth Squad?

And Roderick frowned slightly at Jilbel, who named one knight.

If I turned my attention to Stayle, he would have returned a serious look to Roderick again. When "Dominic" and Roderick called his name from the aligning knights, one knight came forward from the line with a voice of good momentum. "I'm suddenly sorry," Gilbert grinned as the knight bowed his head, posing correctly to refrain behind Roderick and Clark, continuing his words.

"Lord Dominic. How do you (...) see us with your (...) special (...) ability (...) power (...)?

To the gill veil showing alongside the style for easy viewing, the knight, known as Dominic, rounded his eyes and repeated the blinking several times. Then I stared at Jill Vail and Stayle sequentially and twisted my neck. Say to Dominic, "Nothing unusual," and now overlap the words that Stile wants you to check the carriage and the area around it as well.

Dominic nodded at Style's words, and the knights gazed at each other in apparent disturbance. Convinced of the intentions of Gilbert and the others, Roderick further named several knights from the Ninth and other squadrons to let them go forward. The knights, who were ordered to help Dominic, made a detailed investigation from inside the carriage to the vicinity, and all voiced their report to Roderick, "Nothing unusual," he said. In the meantime, Jill Bale and Stayle

I took off my feathers.